Blog Tour ~ Claiming the She-Wolf by Louisa Bacio #BlackHillsWolves #Shifter @InThePages @LouisaBacio @DecadentPub

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Claiming the She-Wolf by Louisa Bacio
When her older brother leaves the Black Hills to go to college, Tala Graystone stays behind, determined to restore their dilapidated home into a B&B for the pack. As more people return to the area, the need for temporary housing increases. Now, if only she can find someone to help with the heavy lifting.

Yas Collins fled Los Lobos as a child with his mother. As he struggles with his wolf and overpowering shifts, a desire for nature and the forest strikes hard. Black Hills, South Dakota, beckons him. With a background in construction, he easily finds work at Tala’s dilapidated B&B, but not everyone in town greets him with open arms.

As the remodel gets underway, Tala and Yas fight their growing attraction. Yas doesn’t trust his wolf urges around beautiful B&B owner. The she-wolf, however, has other plans.

 

Excerpt from Claiming the She-Wolf:

A growl from low in his throat threatened to escape. The rumble started in his chest, and he fought to keep it down.

She turned, looking down at him. “Did you say something?”

“Umm, no. Just clearing my throat.”

He needed to get his base instincts under control. Recent research showed that wolves in the wild killed in order to protect their domains and to get more space. He didn’t want to be ruled by his wolf. He’d grown up in the city, with humans, not out in the forest. His mom had tried to talk to him about shifting, but as a woman, she didn’t have the same experience.

He couldn’t go to a shifters anonymous group for help with his sexual urges. Maybe he needed to start his own support group. He snorted at the idea. At the top of the landing, Tala turned to the right, and he followed.

They entered what had to be the master bedroom suite. It was painted a vibrant lavender color, and the bed had a green floral comforter with an abundance of fluffy throw pillows. White dollies rested on the two nightstands, and a vase of wildflowers called for attention. The feminine room seemed in sharp contrast to his host. She didn’t look frilly.

“This will be your quarters.” Her lips pursed, and she blinked a few times.

The idea shocked him. “What? I’m sorry, but it looks like your room.”

“Well, it has been. But it’s the nicest room in the house, and as a guest, figure you should have it to be comfortable. I’ll move my things into another one.”

He waved his hands in front of him, as if shooing away something physically bad. “No way. No can do. Give me the second best, then. My first job can be fixing it up.”

She smiled. “Well, second best would be my brother’s room, and even though he’s on a trip right now, I don’t feel comfortable moving his stuff. So third best, and we work today to make it more, um, livable?”

Her choice of words made him pause. “Deal.”

 

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About the Author:
A Southern California native, Louisa Bacio can’t imagine living far away from the ocean. The multi-published author of erotic romance enjoys writing within all realms – from short stories to full-length novels.

Bacio shares her household with a supportive husband, two daughters growing “too fast,” and a multitude pet craziness: Two dogs, five fish tanks, an aviary, hamsters, rabbits and hermit crabs. In her other life, she teaches college classes in English, journalism and popular culture.

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Guest Author ~ Publishing Journey by Linnea Alexis #Paranormal #Romance @LinneaAlexis @DecadentPub

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Linnea Alexis

Decadent Publishing

Genre: Contemporary romance, paranormal, suspense, thriller, romantic comedy

Heat level: 3

Word count – 22k

 

Publishing Journey:
“’When I grow up, I want to write books,” I confided to my fifth grade teacher, who encouraged me. So I wrote, and kept writing until I graduated high school.

Then life happened, and I dropped out of college. I shelved my dream to become a working stiff. But no matter how many hours I toiled behind office desks, the drive…the motivation…to write, to create, gnawed at my spirit and refused to die.

After more years than I’m willing to admit, I finally got serious. I attended writing classes in college, and online. I joined workshops and critique groups, entered contests, and submitted manuscripts. But as rejections piled up, I began to question the reality of my goal to be published.

Then I heard about Decadent Publishing’s Beyond Fairytales Line, and I was intrigued. I decided to accept their challenge to put a different twist on a Grimm’s fairytale. Because nearly everything I wrote was a little twisted anyway, I was in. I plotted and wrote, re-plotted and re-wrote, edited, had the story beta-read, and revised some more.

Few things in this world are scarier than hitting SEND. No sooner had I sent it off when negative self-talk began: My story sucks. What the heck was I thinking? I wonder if I can retract my entry.

A couple of weeks later, an email from Decadent showed up in my inbox. My stomach dropped. Too soon to be good news. Good Lord, it must really stink to be rejected this quickly.

I finally got the nerve to open the email. The message was short. Two sentences. Another rejection, I suspected.

Expecting the usual “thanks, but no thanks,” I breathed in a lung-full of courage, chewed on my bottom lip, and read the first sentence. “We have had an opportunity to consider your manuscript and…” I stopped reading. Oh no, here we go again. “…would like to offer a contract.” Huh? Hold on a minute. What was that? I blinked and read it again. And again. My heart sprouted wings and took flight. Before I shouted my good fortune from the rooftops, I decided to check it out with an author friend. Perhaps I’d misinterpreted the sentence.

I forwarded her the email and asked if it was what I thought it was. She verified…it was.

The editor’s email continued, “If you are still interested…” Still interested? Heck, yeah. I emailed her back, accepting the contract.

Then the rollercoaster ride began.

Seeing my book cover for the first time was an incredible experience. I’m on a cover! Previously, my stories had been published in anthologies, but none had my name on the cover. Yet, there it was. The cover. I stared at it. Gushed over it. Took pictures of it, and admired it. I called and emailed family and friends, “I’m on a cover.”

 


 

Blurb:

After Haley Monroe’s estranged husband drops dead, she discovers he left her with a whole lot of debt and most of her family heirlooms missing. Too bad the only person who can help sort through the mess and clear her name is her late husband’s attorney…her only one-night stand and a man she never thought she’d see again.

Attorney Eli Libertini jumps at the chance to help Haley clear up the financial mess. He’d like nothing more than to reconnect with his hookup from spring break ten years ago—the woman he’s never been able to forget.

Thrown together in a dark fairytale adventure, the twosome uncovers a web of hidden heirlooms, ghostly encounters, and mysterious storage units about to be auctioned. They’ll have to forget the past in order to regain their shared passion and have a future.

Excerpt:

“Haley. Haley Monroe,” a man shouted. His deep voice sounded vaguely familiar, but she couldn’t quite recall where she’d heard it before. “Haley! Fancy meeting you here.”

Curious who had called her name, she turned to face the voice.

The man revealed himself. Eli Libertini—as in Libertini and Farthing—her husband’s lawyer. Eli was tall, dark, and ruthless. The armor on his knight’s costume shone like silver in the sunlight.

The man with him wore a monk’s robe. He stood nearly a half-foot shorter than Eli’s six-two and had at least twenty-five pounds of pure muscle on the lawyer.

If Eli hadn’t represented her husband during their bitter negotiations, she might consider him attractive. After all, she’d thought so ten years ago. And he hadn’t changed much during that time. He still wore his dark hair past his shoulders—shoulders much broader than she remembered. He’d even managed to grow taller and fill out very nicely, thank you very much.

But their heated exchange during the legal proceedings had left a hostile taste in her mouth. And nothing, not even his wide, single-dimpled smile, could erase the memory of the hurtful, untrue allegations he’d hurled at her.

“Fancy indeed,” she huffed.


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About the Author:
Linnea Alexis stopped stirring up trouble in the corporate world a few years ago and now satisfies her appetite for mayhem in the fictional world. When she isn’t working on one of her romances, she writes cozy horror stories. She can usually be found hanging out with her family in Southern California. She has published several short stories in various anthologies, and she’s an active member of Orange County Chapter of Romance Writers of America and O.C. Writers.

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#TakeaPeek at Spanked by the Bad Boy by London Saint James #Smokin #Hot #Excerpt @LSJRomance

 

 

Title: Spanked by the Bad Boy
Series: Bad Boy Fever
Author: London Saint James
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Release Date: November 4, 2014
Genre: Contemporary, erotic romance, suspense, thriller, spanking
Heat level: 5
Word count – 49k
Cover art by Mina Carter

 

 

Blurb:
As the personal assistant to the owner of one of the top engineering firms in Denver, Tiffany Brooks has worked hard at maintaining a professional façade, intent on ridding herself of terrible habits—like her attraction to bad boys. But when the owner of DC Construction rides his chopper into her world two years after their one-time anonymous sexual encounter, everything turns upside down.

Declan Cage is the type of guy who makes a lasting impression, especially with women, yet the gorgeous assistant at Stoub Engineering never remembers his name—or does she? Intrigued by her game, her sexier than sin body, and an infuriating prissy attitude, Ms. Brooks is begging to be taken into hand, and he’s the man to do it.

Armed with the knowledge Declan doesn’t recognize her, will Tiffany give in to her desire for him yet again, or will her past come back to haunt them both and ruin their chance at something real?

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Adult Excerpt:

“Straddle me, sugar,” he said in a sandpaper voice, all grit.

Willing to go where she knew she shouldn’t tread, she did what he asked, throwing one leg over his lap, knees sinking into the leather cushion on either side of his denim clad thighs. His hands went to her hips. Slid down farther, where he stopped. His fingertips touched her flesh. Using his thumbs, he stroked the front of her thighs, undoing her. Shivers traversed her arms and legs. Her sex pulsed.

He inched her skirt up, working until the fabric bunched around her waist. When cool air struck the back of her thighs, one side of his mouth quirked up. He appeared pleased with himself for exposing her panties.

“I’ll give you exactly what you crave,” he said and ripped the thong from her body.

Tiffany sucked in a breath. He threw the tattered silk to the floor with his right hand while flicking her clit ring with the forefinger of his left. “Nice adornment.” He tugged on her piercing, giving her the right amount of pressure. “But you need me to scratch your itch, don’t you, baby?”

She’d come too far to lie about what she needed now. Nodding, she whispered,

“Harder.”

He chuckled, and the sound was a flashpoint of sensation added to the slow stroke of the fingers he’d slipped between her crease.

She leaned forward, hand resting on the top of the sofa by his head, and kissed him. While their tongues tangled, he rubbed her, his other hand going to her hair where he tugged the clip, releasing the long strands. They tumbled down her back in time with his palm curling around the base of her neck, claiming her.

Oh, she liked the way he took possession. Everything feminine inside her needed the pure maleness of him.

Tiffany nibbled at his bottom lip, pulling scant inches from his mouth. “You make me burn,” she admitted.

“The feeling is mutual,” he said and plunged a finger inside of her.

“Ahh, yeah,” she uttered her approval.

He shoved his finger deeper. “You’re so wet.”

“Yes.”

Her hand went to his bulging crotch. She squeezed him through his jeans. He groaned. With nimble fingers, she unbuttoned his fly, freeing his thick cock from the denim. When the heavy head rested in her palm, she smiled. He was fantastic, and she’d known from past experience he’d be commando.

Wrapping her fingers around the base of his superb erection, she began to pump him.

“Good?”

“Hell, yes,” he said and fingered her in earnest, inserting another. His thumb pressed hard against her clitoris, sending heated spikes of sensation through her body.

She moaned, spreading the silken pre-cum leaking from him with her fingertip and licking her lips. Tiffany wanted to taste him. Put her lips over the crown. Skim her mouth along his shaft. Take him down the back of her throat. She swallowed, knowing the feeling when she took him inside her pussy would be even better. She needed to experience her sex stretched over the head of his dick again. The fiery invasion. The awareness of being totally filled when he pressed into her tight channel.

Her chest heaving, she mumbled, “Condom.”

“Sorry, sugar. We’ll have to settle for this,” he said. Declan removed his fingers from her body and tugged her hips down on him before he placed his steel between herfeminine folds. “Slide your sweetness along the length of my cock.”

Oh, God. She was so slick, she easily made the glide up and down, her chest rubbing against his.

In the next instant, he splayed his large hands across her ass, pulling her against him even tighter. This was good, sex without penetration, something she’d never done before, and the delicious sensation had her nipples pebbled hard against the material of her bra, but when he flicked out his tongue, everything got better. She moaned and gave him access to her neck, where he wasted no time and tickled the hollow of her throat before he nipped at the soft flesh with his teeth. She shivered.

“There you go.” The vibration of his deep voice sent a wave of pleasure across thecanvas of her flesh. Every part of her body hungered for his touch. He slapped her ass.

She jumped and lost her rhythm—taken aback. “Faster,” he demanded, and she didn’t have time to consider if she liked the swat or not. He spanked her again. “Move your fine ass.”

She complied, sliding herself up and down. He slapped her ass once more, but this time the sensation sent a buzz to her already-stimulated clit. The joy spreading across her caught— a wildfire.

“Again,” she uttered in a breathy voice.

“Like that, do you?”

God help her, she did.

 

Author Bio & Links:

London Saint James has lived in many places, but never felt “at home” until she met the real-life man of her dreams and settled down in the beautiful Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. London lives with her husband and their fat cat who thinks he owns them.

As an award-winning, bestselling, multi-published author, London is living her childhood dream. She knew all the scribbling she did, that big imagination of hers, and all those clamoring characters running around in her head would pay off someday.

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#TakeaPeek ~ Wild Pitch by @KarynGerrard and @Gaylschat #1NS @DecadentPub

 

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WILD PITCH by Karyn Gerrard and Gayl Taylor

 Published By: Decadent Publishing Company, LLC

 Published: Oct 02, 2014

ISBN # 9781613337523

Word Count: approx 15,000 1 Night Stand Series

 

BLURB:  When recently divorced Connie arranges a wild 1Night Stand date for her widowed best friend, Nicole, she’s only got her friend’s happiness in mind. But one glance at the gorgeous younger man waiting at the Cougar Cave convinces Connie to seize the opportunity to act out her own secret fantasy—a three-way—if Nicole is up for the challenge. After all, she doesn’t even know about the original plan.

Cut from his Double-A baseball team, all Barrett Michaels wants to do is drown his sorrows. But he’s already paid for a 1Night Stand, and with the arrangements made, he decides to go through with it in hopes it will give him one night of happiness before figuring out what to do with his future. Though he asked for an experienced older woman, he receives not one, but two beautiful women, who offer a night of mind-blowing, sensual pleasure.

Can Madame Eve’s special brand of magic ease the pain and tear down the walls surrounding the hearts of three lonely people?

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EXCERPT:
Connie Hollingsway had just found the meat filling for her hero sandwich. As far as she was concerned, the man met all the requirements she’d requested from Madame Eve, and he sat in the exact location where she’d been informed he’d be. Connie cast a quick glance toward her best friend, Nicole Sullivan, and amended her thought to, our hero sandwich. After all, she’d planned the evening for Nikki, as she could use the diversion. Truth be told, so could Connie.

Bass from inane techno music reverberated off the wood-paneled walls of the Cougar Cave. The club buzzed with excitement, pulsating with the promise of sex and the certain knowledge that one-night stands were the main item on the snack menu.

Connie’s gaze slid back to the hottie sitting alone in a booth directly across from them. The guy, in a word, exuded perfection. Ascertaining his age proved difficult under the flashing strobe lights, since he sat underneath a neon sign for Budweiser that cast a reddish glow over his stunningly gorgeous face.

She’d asked for a ruggedly handsome male under thirty, and the hunk seemed to fit the bill. His milk chocolate-colored, tousled hair had an I-just-rolled-out-of-bed appearance. Sexy. Like most young guys, he had scruffy whiskers, but her keen eye observed the delectable cleft in his well-shaped chin. Three empty beer bottles and a half-full glass sat in front of him, and he waved to the waiter for more.

A sly smile curved her mouth. She’d been told, via e-mail from Madame Eve, that the “man under the Budweiser sign” would be game for a one-night stand with an older woman. Drunk enough, he might even be open and willing to consider Connie’s shocking, but sensual suggestion. Warming Nikki up to the idea might prove a challenge though.

Connie had been about to speak, but the words died in her throat the moment he rose, shook off his leather jacket, and hung it on the coatrack on the back of the bench seat. Her mouth dropped in shock, but she quickly recovered. Taller than she’d first imagined, he stood at least a few inches over six feet. A skin-tight black T-shirt hugged his powerful physique. Tucked into a pair of incredibly tight blue jeans, it showcased his torso to sculpted excellence. Denim strained across rock-hard thighs, a muscular, ass and—her held breath whooshed out and ended in a moan—showed off an impressive package. Man-meat was sharpened into hardened precision, enough to rival the marble statues of Greek gods. Even better than she could’ve hoped for.

She had to get a closer look.

 

WILD PITCH  released by Decadent Publishing in their 1Night Stand line. This story was previously published as THE HERO SANDWICH. Hasn’t been available since May 2014.

Hot baseball player. Two older ladies. (No FF interaction, by the way) 1 wild night.

Can three lonely people keep pain, bitterness, and grief at bay or will emotional fireworks tear down the walls surrounding their hearts?

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Karyn Gerrard Bio: Karyn lives in a small town in the western corner of Ontario, Canada. She whiles away her spare time writing and reading romance while drinking copious amounts of Earl Grey tea. Tortured heroes are a must. A multi-published author with a fewgerrard bestsellers under her belt, Karyn loves to write historicals and contemporaries. As long as she can avoid being hit by a runaway moose in her wilderness paradise she assumes everything is golden.

Karyn’s been happily married for a long time to her own hero. His encouragement keeps her moving forward.

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Gayl Taylor’s Bio: A California native, Gayl Taylor spent much of her youth daydreaming and making up stories. Life in her imaginary world was full of adventure, intrigue, and romance. Temporarily distracted by real life, marriage, three kids, and the necessary paycheck; she found her way back to writing as a hobby and eventually pursued her dream of being a published author.

Although she still has her day job, at night Gayl writes sensual, erotic romance often finding inspiration in her experiences and surroundings. There are pieces of her in all the characters whose stories she tells.

Gayl lives in the San Francisco Bay Area with her three sons and rock star cat. She is a firm believer in love and the power of romance.

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#MeetandGreetMonday with Rose Wulf #Romance #Erotic #Shifters @RoseWulf

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Good morning. It’s Meet and Greet Monday!
With us today is Romance Author, Rose Wulf.

Welcome, Rose!
Hi, Kacey, thank you so much for having me!

Describe a typical day in the life of Rose, the writer.
Oh boy. Well, for me my day starts around 7:30am; I have to be sure to get up at the same time every day to give my 16 year old cat her medicine! After that it’s time to get myself ready for the day, and hopefully I can sit down with a granola bar and a cup of coffee before I go to work. Granted, ‘go to work’ means walking through the door off my dining room and stepping into my office!
I’m a full-time resident manager for an apartment complex, so the day-to-day work stuff is always somewhat unpredictable. It does usually offer some good time for writing – or at least plotting – though! And after work I go all the way back through that door to get home, get started on dinner, and afterwards I’ll write if I’ve got a story I’m working on actively. If not, I might take the time to watch a movie!

Tell us, what’s the first thought that comes to your head when you read the following words …
Romance … Love it!
Hercules … Great movie
Witches … Magic – always a fun story element!
Game of Thrones … Hugely popular; I should probably check it out
Miley Cyrus… No thank you.

What is your favorite junk food?
Does chocolate count as a junk food?

What are you a collector of?
My biggest collection is easily comic books! I love superheroes and all their crazy adventures, even the heartbreaking ones!
Other things I collect include coffee mugs (hey, gotta feed the habit!), key chains, and TV shows on DVD. Because I never know when I’ll feel like reliving some good memories! Oh, and reviews; I absolutely love collecting book reviews!

Who is your celebrity crush – male AND female?
Do I have to pick just ONE?! Ok, well, I’ll start with the female. That’s a tie between Jennifer Lawrence, who’s just awesome, and Scarlet Johansson.
As for the male, I have several! But at the end of the day my ultimate loyalty lies with Jensen Ackles. He plays Dean Winchester on Supernatural, for anyone who doesn’t know. The man is gorgeous!

***he’s my celeb crush too! So gorgeous!***

What three words would your family use to describe you?
Honest, loyal, and loving.

If you were given an all-expense paid, five day/night trip to anywhere, where would you go?
Almost definitely Hawaii. I’ve always wanted to go, and lately the desire to see Hawaii has been really strong!

What song are you most sick of hearing right now?
My first thought was “Wagon Wheel” by Darius Rucker. Closely followed by anything Miley Cyrus.

What are you scared of most – spiders or snakes? If neither, what are you most afraid of?
They terrify me! I have more than a few full-on panic attacks when trapped in the presence of anything larger than the pad of my pinky finger!

What is your favorite color?
Oh, that’s easy: pink!

What is your favorite scent?
This, however, is not so easy! Some of my first thoughts are: rain, pine tree areas immediately after a good rain, and baking cookies. Or baking anything, really. Oh, and coffee!

Who are some of your favorite authors?
Anne George (may she rest in peace) was my first favorite author. Since then others include: Sherrilyn Kenyon, Angela Knight, Janet Evanovich, Joan Swan, and comic book legend Chris Claremont.

Tell us about your “big break” in the publishing world. Was there any one person believe in your work first (besides yourself of course)?
My “big break” was an open call for submissions for a themed anthology being published by Jupiter Gardens Press (a then-imprint called Pink Petal Books). The piece I submitted for the anthology was accepted as a stand-alone, but I had to make it longer of course. That story became my contemporary romance novella, Campfire Romance!

What did you do to celebrate your first contract?
You mean after I finished crying with happiness?? I went out to dinner, told everyone I knew, and cried some more!

What books have most influenced your life most?
Murder on a Girls’ Night Out by Anne George is definitely on the list. That was probably my first REAL favorite book, and it will always hold a special place in my heart for just that reason!
The Harry Potter series and Angela Knight’s Master series are probably the two I can most credit for my love and appreciation of solid world-building. Master of the Night has what is to this day one of my favorite series-prologues of all time. I dream to be able to create worlds as detailed and beloved as theirs!
The Stephanie Plum series, by Janet Evanovich, showed me just how important and enjoyable good humor is to a good book. And Sherrilyn Kenyon’s Dark-Hunter series showed me how to apply good humor to the kinds of stories and settings that I myself am the most fascinated by.

If you could trade places with any other person for a week, famous or not famous, real or fictional, with whom would it be?
You just HAD to add ‘fictional’ as an option, didn’t you?? Ok, ok, let me think….
I’m kind of surprising myself with this answer, because I honestly thought I’d wind up choosing a fairly well-known superhero (Barbara Gordon [Batgirl] and Storm were two of my top contenders). In the end, though, I find my choice would be the character Asuna Yuuki from the anime Sword Art Online. And I’ll tell you why, of course! It’s because I don’t think I’ve ever quite been so truly envious of a fictional character as I have of Asuna. She’s so many things that pretty much all females would aspire to be that it’s just not fair. She’s beautiful, smart, strong, confident, sweet, loving, loyal, and honorable. And at the ripe old age of seventeen she’s already found her one true love; someone who would do anything – give up anything – for her and what they’ve built together. I dare you to find a romance author who doesn’t dream of that!
So I would trade places with her, so that I could get a taste of what it’s like to be all of that. To live in a world that rife with inspiration and to have an idea of what it felt like to be the heroine of a great love story.

If you knew then what you know now (about yourself, life, etc) what main piece of advice would you give yourself at age 21?
Probably this is the part where I should point out that age 21 wasn’t all that long ago for me! I mean, I turn 26 in November!
That said, there are still some things I could have done better. Probably my biggest piece of advice I could offer my younger self would be “don’t wait.” Generically like that, after all, it could apply to many things! In a lot of ways the main application would be best applied to dieting – a goal I hadn’t yet made any real progress on at that point in my life. And it’s truly amazing how much better I feel now that I’ve just about accomplished my weight loss goal; I do wish I’d done it sooner! With that dieting success I’ve been able to mature more, to grow more into myself and become more confident in myself. It certainly couldn’t have hurt to get started on that at 21!
 

Caught In Darkness CoverCaught in Darkness is the start of my new Night Shadows series!
Veronica Wyndham had no idea that vampires were real, let alone that her new favorite customer—Tall Dark and Handsome—just so happened to be one. And she never imagined she’d overhear a robbery plan with murderous potential while eating lunch in the park. Making those kinds of enemies just wasn’t a good way to spend a day.
Seth Hunter knew he should have been grateful for Veronica’s unintentional help in exposing the traitors, but all he could worry about was how much danger she’d just landed in. Instinct had him taking it upon himself to keep a protective eye on her, but even then he had to keep his distance. If she found out the truth about the world around her, she would surely get Caught in Darkness. My New Look! Jan2014

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#BookSpotlight: Intergalactic Heat by Jessica E Subject @jsubject #Free #1NS #Romance #SciFi

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a collection of 1Night Stand stories

by Jessica E. Subject

A date on a space station? Alien lovers? Madame Evangeline, owner of the exclusive 1Night Stand dating service is known to be magical in fulfilling the ideal dates of her clients, but she’s outdone herself this time, bring together beings from Earth and beyond. As long as applicants are willing to let go of their pasts and open their hearts and minds, she will find their perfect match, whether they be a former sci-fi television star, a nurse, an employee of the Space Service, a former Marine, or even an extraterrestrial. Because everyone in the universe deserves a happily ever after…

169 pages

Contains: Beneath the Starry Sky, Celestial Seduction, Unknown Futures, Satin Sheets in Space, and Sudden Breakaway

Genres: Science Fiction Romance, Contemporary Romance, Lesbian Romance, Menage Romance, Military Romance, Interracial Romance, Erotic Romance

Available FREE in for your Kindle!

July 31, 2014 to August 4, 2014

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Book Trailer: http://youtu.be/8pY8tDTBhbk

 

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Beneath the Starry Sky:
“Instant attraction leads to heart pounding passion.” – Coffee Beans & Love Scenes

Celestial Seduction:
“If you’ve never thought of the stars as steamy, this [story] with have you rethinking the entire sci-fi genre.” – The Indie Elite

Unknown Futures:
Unknown Futures…was tasteful, yet highly erotic and it handled the relationship between two women wonderfully.” – Tracy Riva Books & Reviews

Satin Sheets in Space:
“Jessica Subject is the queen of science fiction romance. Her stories pull you into other worlds where anything is possible. Satin Sheets in Space is no exception.” – Sizzling Hot Book Reviews

Sudden Breakaway:
“When Jared and Paige come together…it is hot enough I am surprised they didn’t melt the ice in the hockey rink.” – Cocktails and Books

 

Author Bio:
Jessica E. Subject is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet to erotica. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien or two. You Jessica E. Subjectmay even be transported to another planet for a romantic rendezvous. If you’re looking for something really steamy, check out her stories written as Paisley Brown.

When Jessica isn’t reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.

Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com and on twitter @jsubject.

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Excerpt from Celestial Seduction – M/F Science Fiction Erotic Romance

Her intensity excited him, but he needed to find a way to keep her calm. She refused to look into his eyes. His mouth crashed down on hers, absorbing her next words. She objected at first, but then her tongue reached out to him, a passionate gesture unheard of on Ginnun.

He matched the force of her kiss and skimmed his hands down her arms to rest on her sides near her breasts. She no longer struggled. Her arms wrapped around him, keeping him close. When she released his mouth to take a breath, he sat up. She panted underneath him.

“That was incredible. I….I felt like I was flying through space. So many colors and the brightest stars.”

He experienced something different. With that kiss, he had finally found someone who could keep him grounded on Earth and repress any regret for not returning to Ginnun. He brushed his thumb along her cheekbone. “I’d like to continue if you’ll let me.” He leaned down and placed light kisses across her face.

A sigh escaped her lips and the last of her tight muscles relaxed underneath him. He slid his body down her legs, his hands returning to her belly.

“I thought you were going to continue something else,” she whispered.

His cock pressed against his pants already. Her sudden interest in sex made it painful. “I want to, but I need to finish giving you this gift.”

Her body moved but she didn’t struggle or try to get away. “What exactly are you doing to me? What is this gift? Why was my stomach glowing?”

He took in a deep breath and released it a little faster and louder than he’d wanted. He knew the answer would lead to more questions. While prepared to answer them, he didn’t want to scare her away. His response required carefully chosen words to ensure he gave her the gift before he told her of his origins.

“I’m healing you.” The blue glow returned across her belly as his hands warmed. “You’ll be able to have a child when I am finished.”

Her eyes widened. He sensed her fear, but she didn’t move. “Your child?”

“No, I am not giving you a child. That can only be done in the usual ways. I am simply making your body able to become pregnant and carry a child.”

Carrie propped herself up on her elbows. Her eyes stared down at her belly, but she remained calm. “How? No doctor could do that for me. How can you? Are you some type of voodoo priest or something?”

“No.” He needed to continue and keep his heritage from her for as long as possible.

“A religious fanatic who thinks I’m possessed by demons?”

Frey laughed. “Nope.” He was almost finished. Just a little longer. The scarring had all returned to normal, healthy tissue. He only needed to stimulate the maturation and release of eggs in her ovaries.

“How then? I know you’re doing something to me. I can feel it.”

“Remember how I said I needed an open-minded partner?”

She nodded, her eyes catching a quick glance from his before returning to her stomach.

Just a couple more minutes and he’d be finished. He prepared to hold her down should she freak out when he told her he came from space. “I’m not exactly like you and most of the people on Earth. I’m….different.”

“Like a demon or a guardian angel?”

He laughed. It sounded forced, but he needed to stay focused on healing Carrie rather than mating with her. “No, you’re thinking paranormal. Try science fiction.”

She began to squirm under him, but he didn’t need to restrain her. “A….clone? Artificial intelligence?”

He finished healing her and lay down beside her. His thumb ran across her lips, wanting to taste them again, but knowing he probably wouldn’t. “Try alien.”

 

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#MeetandGreetMonday with Taryn Kincaid #SleepyHollow #Romance @TarynKincaid @DecadentPub

MGMondaysGood morning. It’s Meet and Greet Monday!

With us today is Romance Author, Taryn Kincaid.

Welcome, Taryn!

Describe a typical day in the life of Taryn.
My life is one of such non-stop excitement, everyone I know is totes jelly. Of course, the only peeps I know reside on Facebook. But every second of every day, I am dodging bullets or some such thing. I barely have time to breathe or use the facilities. By the way, where is your rest room?

You’re from New York…what is your favorite place to visit regularly?
I frequently drive over the Brooklyn Bridge. (I could probably sell it to you.) The ride from Manhattan to Brooklyn is nothing special. Usually because I am late and they are doing construction. But I have to say the ride back from Brooklyn to Manhattan, especially on a sunny day, is stunning. Statue of Liberty to your left, East River to your right and towers of Manhattan looming above all. Some of the architecture is amazing. In the sun, everything glitters. No lie.

What is your favorite scent?
Coffee. And bacon.

What is your favorite part of summer?
All of it. It is the season that makes me the happiest. I love Daylight Savings Time. I get all sorts of gloomy when we have to turn the clocks back and it starts getting dark so early. And I know this is a horrible thing to admit, but sometimes I have to wish for a non-sunny weekend or no writing gets done. (I pretty much only write on weekends.)

Have you read any books that have made you cry?
Most of them. I am a total soft touch when it comes to that. I cry at cheesy commercials.

Have you ever thrown a book you’ve been reading against the wall because you couldn’t finish it?
That is not the smartest thing to do with a Kindle. Back in the day, I rarely didn’t finish a book I’d started. Ulysses is one that comes to mind. I’d try to soldier on to the end. Now, my time is too valuable. If I’m reading something that doesn’t grab me and entrance me and suck me in, I’m done. There are quite a few I DNF.

Who is your celebrity crush?
I just had a marathon viewing of Season 1 of Ray Donovan. So, at this moment, I’d have to say Liev Schrieber. Tasty!

If you were given an all-expense paid, five day/night trip to anywhere, where would you go?
How to choose? So many places I’d love to see. I recently got to scratch New Orleans off my bucket list. I’d been wanting to go there for years and years and years. So glad I had the chance and I’d go back in a hot flash. I’d love to see Bora Bora, Hawaii, Australia, the coast of Spain, Portugal. In the U.S., I guess my new bucket list cities are San Francisco, San Antonio, San Diego. (You sense a theme here? I guess I like it hot.)

What three words best describe you?
Judgmental. Funny.

What is your favorite movie from the 80s?
Raiders of the Lost Ark.

Do you have a bucket list? If so, how many items are on it? Have you been able to cross many items off the list?
Not really about things I want to do, so much as places I want to see. (See above.) I can pretty much live my life totally contented if I never jump out of a plane.

What was the worst summer job you had in your teens?
I worked for the Department of Motor Vehicles one summer. My job was to place a check mark in a lined notebook when people came in to make their appointment for their written driver’s license test. BOR-ING! No one there was under 50, or so it seemed to 16-year-old me. I would walk over to a nearby park for lunch and scribble. Wrote my 1st novel — a rock and roll opus — that year.

Who are some of your favorite authors?
Currently, I’ll have to go with J.R.Ward. I love the Black Dagger Brotherhood series, and even her Fallen Angel series. And Nalini Singh. Jennifer Ashley’s MacKenzie series. Oh, there are many who are must reads for me.

If you had the chance to meet one author – past or present – who would it be?
Well, I was very happy to meet the effervescent Kacey Hammell in May!

***Gasp, awwww. Thank you sweetie. I LOVED meeting you too.***

Who/What are you currently reading?
I am somewhat embarrassed to admit I am reading Game of Thrones. I’m about halfway through the first book.

Tell us about your “big break” in the publishing world. Was there any one person believe in your work first (besides yourself of course)? What did you do to celebrate your first contract?
Yeah, I’m still waiting for that.
When I belonged to RWA, and my local chapter, Hudson Valley RWA, my little group was very supportive. I don’t belong to RWA anymore and I kind of miss having the support group and the ready CP partners.
I’m not sure I have a contract celebration tradition, but I have a release day tradition: I always take the day off from the day job. The weird thing is, often the book releases early, a day or two before the “official” release date, so I miss it anyway!

No matter the story, where do you always draw inspiration from when you begin each story?
The characters.

What is your one pet peeve about the writing business?
Promotion.

What do you think is your greatest strength as a writer?
Metaphors and similes.

What do you think is your greatest weakness as a writer?
Metaphors and similes.

Taryn’s blog post:
So…I was an English major as an undergrad. Read lots of “literature.” Read no romance. Until one summer I was in Jamaica and my beach friend left open one of those old school historicals, the sort that really was a “bodice ripper,” even though that phrase now makes us all cringe. The book had the word “Savage” in the title and it was open to a place in the middle and she was off romping in the waves. I picked it up and began to read and read and read. From the middle to the end. Totally hooked, from that moment forward. I think I may have stolen it from her to go back to the beginning. So my first romances were historicals. Regencies, my delight. Tried my hand at one of those. It ended up over 700 pages long, with a kiss that went on for 25 pages. Lots of head hopping. I hope I know better now. But the bare bones of that story became HEALING HEARTS, my Regency novella (and first contracted book) for Carina Press. And then…somewhere along the line, I discovered paranormals. Whole new worlds opened up for me. Worlds I could even create myself! And my SLEEPY HOLLOW series was born.

The latest release is IN FROM THE COLD. It’s short. It’s HOT. It’s a 1Night Stand for Decadent Publishing. And it’s tons of fun.

 

BLURB:
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Spook Raines is a burnt-out spy who doesn’t know he’s a fire demon with a twin in Sleepy Hollow.

Geneviève Mortimer is a will o’ the wisp who hunts demons to ease the pain of her troubled past.

When Madame Eve brings them together for a torrid 1Night Stand, will they be able to come in from the cold at last?

 

 

EXCERPT:
Geneviève Mortimer crept down the quiet hotel hallway, careful to bank her glow…at least for the moment. She’d sensed the presence of a demon on the floor, but something seemed off about the male’s aura. A weird lack of evil, like an impenetrable force field surrounded his consciousness, his psyche. As if he thought he were…human.

Had he been brainwashed? Drugged? Raised by gypsies? By wolves? Wait. No. Scratch that last one. She didn’t get the were vibe at all with this one.

No matter, as a will o’the wisp and a POLO, Protector of the Legion of Shadows, tasked with watching over humankind and keeping the unwary safe from visitors from the demon realms to the human plane, she lured the black-souled to their demise. Going all shine-a-light and sparkly until the evil ones fell under her spell and followed her anywhere. She needed to find this guy. Pounce first, beam a little hypnotic wattage, ask questions later. Take him out before he did any harm. To humans, or innocents like her parents.
She sniffed. Getting warmer. Closer to the demon’s room. What would she find behind his door?

Ignoring the do not disturb sign, she jiggled the handle. Locked. But the absence of a key card wouldn’t be a problem for her, not with her brand of talent and the magick lock picks in her pocket. She got the door open in seconds and slinked into the room, masking her radiance, keeping to the shadows.

Holy shit. The scent of male arousal filled the air. Delicious, decadent, sublime. Total man candy, like nothing she’d ever smelled before. Calling to her sweet tooth. Her horny core. So intense, an ache blossomed between her legs. She closed her eyes and inhaled. Whoa. She could orgasm from the erotic scent of the guy alone. Was the dude going through breedspawn? Were all the rumors she’d heard of the full-on crazy, demon male mating phase more than myth? She’d sure never encountered anything as powerfully sexy as this.

Cripes. This sort of thing never happened to her. I’m a demon hunter, damn it. She remained professional always, despite her ditzy, scatterbrained reputation. Did her job. And did it well. She’d fooled even her closest friends, those who didn’t know about her role as a POLOS and didn’t guess the half of it. Those who thought she slut-flitted around the world searching for mischief, adventure and, most of all, pleasure, like some sort of fickle, commitment-shy, well, yeah sure, okay, will o’the wisp.

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Find Taryn at:

Website: http://tarynkincaid.comMe and Cap (3)

Blog: http://dreamvoyagers.blogspot.com

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Twitter: @tarynkincaid   https://twitter.com/TarynKincaid

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 Email: taryn@tarynkincaid.com

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